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You knew that getting involved with him would end up fucking you in some way. When it started, you were actually trying to convince yourself that you wouldn't fall for him, or any of his ways. But you always knew, you were too weak to resist him.
That night, you regretted letting him kiss you, but we were both drunk. You remembered how he made you feel. The way his hands made you feel, not leaving an inch of your body untouched. You remember the way he moaned your name. The way he came.
He was addicting. He was like alcohol. His touch is addicting. You wanted to hear his moans every morning and every night. You were addicted to him. You were addicted to having his attention. You hated that you did and knew he wasn't yours. Just friends who fuck. He was making that clear.
You watched him, well it's hard not to, he always looked like a God. He wore a shirt which clung to his skin, hugging his muscles. His hair was the way it always is, messy. His eyes were bright, but they weren't on you. That's what made you annoyed. They were on a tall girl that was clinging to his side all night. She leaned into him and giggled something into his ear.
You knew it wasn't her fault that Bucky had chosen her. You sighed as you downed the rest of your drink and placed the empty glass on the counter as you made your eyes leave him.
The second you stepped in there, you hated that you said yes to this party. You took out your phone as you rushed to the nearest exit, before your foot made the step to be outside, a hand grabbed your arm, spinning you around to face the party once again.
"Why aren't you staying? Where are you going?" Bucky's voice rang through your ears. You rolled your eyes at his voice as your eyes never left your phone.
"Just going to Loki's house."
"And who the fuck is Loki?" His voice spoke, as his eyes widened.
"Just this guy I've been seeing." You shrugged. His sharp intake of breath had you confused. He pulled your phone out of your hands.
"So, you've been seeing other people?"
"Yeah" You spoke, not meeting his eyes. It was a big fat lie. You knew Loki had a crush on you but your feelings for Bucky always stopped you, but now, nothing was.
"Oh. Okay"
"But haven't you been seeing other people?" You asked.
"No." His voice spoke softly as he crossed his arms.
"Oh but how about the girl on the couch?"
"That's no one."
"Sure that was no one." You rolled your eyes. Sure, no one who he spent all night talking to,
"Why won't you believe me?" He spoke, his voice sterner this time.
"You looked like you two were fucking! Yeah sure, she's just no one." You spoke, venom infused in your tone.
"Oh, you're jealous, hmm? There's no need to be jealous." As he spoke a smirk plastered his face.
You turned away from him, reaching for the door again, just wanting to go home.
Bucky's hand grabbed your arm again, his eyes dark. "And you're still going?"
You nodded. "Why?
"Stay and come up to my room with me." His voice rasped, as he spoke a shiver went down your spine.
"Your house is full, I'm not doing this."
"Did that sound like a question?" He spoke as his arm snaked around your waist. At that, your panties were already wet.
"Oh and who said I wanted to fuck you? Loki might be a better fuck than you, you never know." He was silent. He slowly turned to the party.
"Sorry folks, the parties over, I have something urgent, I'm sorry..." You mouth was wide open as everyone began to leave. He turned to you with a sinister smirk. Not another second passed before he grabbed your hand and dragged you to his bedroom.
